Birthday Sex

It was my birthday, and I was at my apartment on Sutton Place standing by the window, shirtless, looking at the East River, and reflecting on my life. It felt great to turned 30, and I looked forward starting the next decade of my life. Tonight, I was throwing my “all-white” birthday gala on my yacht, and I was ready to do it big! I was checking all my happy birthday text messages when I heard the doorbell. I answered the door, and to my surprise, it was my friend, Naj’a Irie.

Naj’a was a short, gorgeous light brown-skinned black woman with long hair and a sexy athletic body. Her most distinguishing feature was her ever-present smile. Naj’a had on a low-cut yellow top that exposed her flat stomach and baggy blue sweatpants. She baked chocolate cupcakes for me and they smelled good!

“Happy Birthday, Mar’e,” she said, as she kissed me.

“Thanks, baby girl, I appreciate that,” I replied.

“How young are you now?” Naj’a joked with a smile.

“I’m 30-year-young,” I laughed.

“You don’t age at all. You looked like a freshman in college.”

“I know; I make 30 look like the new 19.”

We sat in the living room and got comfortable. We talked, updating each other on what we had been up to and eating the cupcakes. They were delicious! They were the best cupcakes I had ever tasted and strangely, the flavor turned me on. In between bites, I gave Naj’a the eye and she teased me by licking her lips and flashing her tongue. Naj’a’s nipples were hard, which convinced me she had dirty thoughts on her mind too. I wanted to rub the icing from the cupcakes on Naj’a’s abs and lick it off.

After we ate all the cupcakes, Naj’a got up, walked over to the window, and looked out at the exclusive scenery of the East Side. She looked sexy standing there smiling and her ass was nice and pert.

“You have a nice view, Mar’e,” she told me.

I got up, put my arms around her, and asked, “Can I have you?”

I licked her neck, gently nibbled on her earlobes, and I heard soft moans escape Naj’a’s mouth. She sounded so sexy!

Naj’a kissed me and said, “Only if the sex is great!”

“You know it is, Goddess.”

“Well, it’s your birthday, and I’ll do everything.”

Naj’a pulled off her top, and I saw that she was not wearing a bra. Naj’a had the most beautiful pair of tits I had ever seen. Her areolas were the size of silver dollars and her nipples were already erect and ready for me to suck on them.

“Yeah, pussy is always accepted in my house,” I said. “I’m ready for my other present.”

We started kissing by the window. I picked her up with ease by the hips and lay her softly on my leather couch. My face beat her own hands in a race for her bare pussy, and I began licking away. I watched her close her eyes, licked her lips, and rubbed her tits. I felt her soft feet on top of my shoulders. Naj’a was a screamer, and I love how she screamed her excitement.

“Yes, eat my pussy!” Naj’a hollered. “You’re going to make me cum with your tongue.”

Her pussy was getting wetter by the second. She began to move around as my tongue went deeper in her love hole. Naj’a’s scream was such a turn on! It had my dick super erect. I fingered, licked, and sucked her moist clit with expertise. Even though Naj’a was moving around so much, I managed to keep my tongue glued to her pussy. I enjoyed every scream she let out. Naj’a went wild with pleasure. She soon twisted and moaned as waves of intense orgasm hit her body. Naj’a’s pussy juices poured on my tongue, and it tasted good!

“Looks like you had something tastier than a cupcake, huh?” Naj’a sighed.

“Yes, I did, sexy,” I said. “I know you’re ready for this dick!”

“Yes, fuck me, birthday boy,” Naj’a said softly. “You got my pussy wet.”

With a naughty grin on my face, I plunged my dick in Naj’a’s pussy, which had her screaming in ecstasy. My dick spread her open wide as I fucked her like a porn star. Naj’a’s pussy glazed my dick with cum. Her eyes rolled in the back of her head as I continued to plow her. I felt like I was floating in a wonderful erotic mist as I went faster. I could smell the pussy juice running down Naj’a’s legs.

“I’m about to let loose, baby,” I told her.

“Give it all to me!” She responded.

I could not hold my enthusiasm any longer, and I flooded Naj’a’s pussy with my golden cum. Naj’a found my dick and engulfed it with her warm mouth. She gave me a blowjob until I gave her a nice facial. I liked how she smiled at me, showing her perfect teeth.

“You like that, don’t you?” I asked.

“Yes, it is such a turn on,” Naj’a replied.

“You’re wild.”

After we finished, we ran to the bathroom to take a shower. We showered together and fuck under the cascading water. I liked the way my wet body felt against hers. It was as if we were under a waterfall on a deserted island. When we climaxed, Naj’a was grinning ear to ear. I could stare at her naked body and smile all day.

We got out of the shower and got dressed. Naj’a looked radiant with her hair pulled back in a short bob of a ponytail.

“When are you going to have kids, Mar’e?” Naj’a asked.

“I don’t know; I’m still undecided. Maybe when I’m 33 or 35, I’ll create my first child.”

“You’re going to have cute kids. I think you’ll be a great father.”

“Thank you, I appreciate that.”

“Well, I have to go, Mar’e. I hope that you have a great time at your party.”

“Thanks for the cupcakes.”

Naj’a kissed me and walked out my apartment. After putting on my white New York Yankees fitted cap, I was ready to start my day.

I hopped in my platinum colored Lamborghini Reventón Roadster and headed downtown to buy some jewelry. Fabolous’ The Soul Tape mixtape blared from my car, and I turned heads as usual. New Yorkers love seeing a luxury sports car fly down the streets. I stopped at a red light and spotted my friend, Priya Rai. She was a gorgeous, voluptuous, and cool South Asian woman. We often flirted, but I never took her seriously even though she told me she wanted to fuck. Priya looked good in her tank top and blue shorts. She was drinking Aquafina bottled water and carrying a black gym bag.

I rolled down the window of my car and hollered, “Priya, what’s good, baby girl?”

Priya smiled and raced to the car, “Hi, Mar’e! Thank God, you are here! Can you please give me a ride to 14th Street? I really don’t feel like taking the subway to the health club.”

“Sure, hop in, baby girl,” I told her.

“Thank you so much,” she responded.

Priya hopped in, and felt so relieved. The air-conditioner definitely calmed her down. She took off her tank top to make herself cooler. The bra she had on barely held her tits. Priya’s perspired body had me aroused. She always has been a good tease!

“This heat wave is no joke! Thank God, I have a car! This is the hottest day of the summer so far and it’s my birthday.”

“Oh, happy birthday,” Priya continued. “I already know you’re going to do it big!”

“You know it. I am throwing myself a party on my yacht tonight. It’s going to be an event!”

The bulged I sported caught her attention. It was what she needed to express her freaky side. She slowly took my dick out of its cloth prison. Smiling, Priya leaned over and went straight for my hard dick. I moved my hand to one of her tits. Her tit was round and firm and she had a nice erected nipple. As I was driving with one hand, I massaged her tit with the other hand, and enjoyed the fellatio she was giving me. I played with her ass as her head continued to go up and down on my dick. The pleasure was so good that I felt a bolt of energy shoot down my body and into my dick. I exploded into her warm hard-working mouth. To my surprise, she swallowed every drop, and then kept my dick in her mouth, sucking it so smoothly until it deflated.

“Wooo, you’re good,” I said, after taking a deep breath.

Priya smiled and said, “Well, happy birthday, Mar’e! That’s just a sample of what I can do.”

She cleaned herself with a wet wipe, and kissed me on the cheek. I dropped her off at her destination, and continued my way to my jeweler. I was already enjoying being 30, and my day had just begun.

It was late night, and I was in a white helicopter heading to my birthday gala. When I landed on the yacht, I was ready to party! I had on my white cotton tank top, white pants, and matching all-white Air Force Ones sneakers. Sitting on my head like a crown was my white brim hat. I loved how my platinum and diamond encrusted jewelry on my neck, wrist, and ears illuminate the night. I looked up at the sky and saw something that really made my night. It was a blimp and it had glowing words that read, “Happy Birthday, Mar’e! The World Is Yours!” scrolled across it. That was hot!

Inside the yacht, I entered the party room feeling like Puff Daddy, and everybody shouted, “Happy Birthday!” I think all my guests showed up. So many sexy grown folks packed the yacht. People around me were all amazed, fascinated, and happy. I felt proud that I made them feel good. My friend Gates, a dark-skinned man with model looks showed me videotaped messages from my friends wishing me a happy birthday, which I felt was very nice. As the champagne flowed and rap and R&B music blared, it was clear that I was going to celebrate like a KING! After I took a sip of my already prepared drink, I was ready to hit the dance floor. It was definitely the largest dance floor on water. About two hundred white clothed people moved beneath the swirling colored lights and lasers. I high-five most of my guests, and thank them all for coming to my party. The music was loud, the vibe was positive, and everybody was having a great time.

Out on the dance floor, I was dancing with four gorgeous dark-skinned women with long hair and sexy-ass brown eyes. They surrounded me, and we got our freak on. As we bump and grind, I worked my hands down their bodies. They giggled with delight from my soft touches. It felt like I was having dry sex with all four of them, and I enjoyed it. I heard some people clapping and cheering for me. The deejay put on one of my favorite sex songs, “I Wanna Sex You Up” by Color Me Badd, and the dance floor got freakier. Almost everybody started taking off his or her clothes, including me. I was shirtless, showing off my impressive physique. I knew the women love it, because they could not keep their hands off my body.

When the song went off, my dick was harder than ever. I was ready to fuck! As I took a sip of Ace of Spade, Heather Hunter approached me. She was a porn legend with long wavy hair and full lips. Her white dress complemented her lovely figure very well. I definitely wanted to see what she had hiding in her dress.

“Happy Birthday, Mar’e!” Heather whispered in my ear. “I got a surprise for you. Come on!”

Taking me by the hand, she led me down a long hall to the bedroom I dubbed the Boom Boom Room. I stepped in, and saw six exotic Latinas waiting for me. All of them were clad in white bikinis showing off their sexy figures.

“Hey, ladies, I’m sorry to keep your waiting. I’m ready for this party!” I announced.

I felt like I was in paradise. They were bottles of champagne on the table and refreshments like fresh fruit and candy. I stripped down to my boxers, sat on the edge of the bed, and got comfortable. Heather joined me in the bed and gave me a nice massage as I watched the women dance. They had me excited and I could not wait to pull out my dick. The women were kissing and feeling up on each other. They were moaning and groaning, obviously enjoying each other. One tanned Latina with curly hair sauntered up to me and gave me a lap dance. I love how her fat ass moved around my dick.

“You like how that feel, papi?” she said with a strong Spanish accent.

“Sí, mama,” I answered.

I had an empty wine glass in my hand. Heather poured champagne down the torso and pussy of this sexy-ass caramel complexioned woman with long brown hair and into my glass. I drunk it all, and had a pussy-eating grin on my face. It was so erotic! The freak was on!

Heather turned my head so I could face her. She started taking off her clothes, and she had a very nice toned body. She took my hand and showed me how to play with a woman’s pussy. I thought I already knew, but Heather taught me some tricks. I tested the technique out on her, and she came instantly on my fingers.

“Oh my God, you’re a fast learner,” Heather said when her orgasm subsided. “That was good!”

“Thanks, I enjoyed it,” I replied.

We both started kissing, and then we started fucking. We quickly developed a nice rhythm, which had the bed rocking. The expression on Heather’s face said it all. She could not believe I was fucking her brains out. I felt her pussy contract and clenched my dick as an orgasm rocked her body.

“Yes, fuck me!” she screamed.

Soon the nude Latin women joined us, and I was going around fucking them. I felt as if I was shooting a porn scene. I knew I was still in my sexual peak and could fuck all night. I heard the song “Every Girl in The World ” by Young Money vibrating from upstairs so clearly that it sounded as if it was on the radio in the room. I fucked them every way possible until I could not get it up. I got dressed, and took one last look of the women. I left the room, leaving them passed out and naked on the bed. I still had energy to continued partying upstairs, which I did.

My party ended with a bang! I performed one of my favorite rap songs, “It’s All About The Benjamins” with three of my best friends from my Goodfella$ magazine and threw some money to the crowd. It was the most fun I ever had. If my “Roaring 20s” were great years, I can only imagine what my 30s have in store for me. God Bless!

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